His breasts have suddenly doubled, tripled and then quadrupled in weight. Sensitive nipples, stretched and pulled by gravity towards to the ground, starting to leak droplets of milk.
Just as he’s about to freak out, wondering what to do, somebody finally picks up the phone. “T-They’re growing out of control!” he yells to whoever’s on the other end “, my....boobs...that I shouldn’t even HAVE”.
The scientist on the other side asks if he’s been taking his stabilizers. Those pills were supposed to suppress and control the effects of the treatment he received. He admits....no...he kinda...doesn’t have the pills anymore. “Get back here! NOW!” the scientist orders harshly. “There’s no time to lose!”
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